Loyalty Of The Dragons

Mountainous monsters,
Sizzling Creatures
Crisp burnt ash, makes dragons ask
‘Loyalty, perhaps?’
Made of ice, to have creatures flight
Darkest corners of the earth,
Warmest blood of the hearth.
For thus dragon, burn the wood,
Fuel our fears as we try to be piers.
Such dragon will burn,
Such dragon will melt,
Such a dragon with a pelt

Dragon dead, Fed to dread,
Mountainous lizards to be bled
These dragons will rise, 5 born to thrive
Loyalty will be lost, chosen ones close to frost
These chosen ones must save us
~The Prophecy Of The Island Of Vrryiah, Sandclaw written~